The following blog is written by WEWS Managing Editor Jim Scott sharing his experiences about his father who is dying of cancer.

Jim will provide daily updates.

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I’m having trouble coping these days; can’t seem to get enough sleep and my concentration isn’t as sharp as I know it can be. I know exactly what’s happening. I’ve internalized so much of this that it’s taking a toll. I still feel as strong as ever, but I needed a boost. I got it, thanks to the kindness of others. Since I started writing about my Dad, I’ve heard from so many wonderful people; some of you going through the same things, and others who’ve been there and can relate to what I’m feeling. Take a look at some of the comments and for all of them I thank you in advance. I’ve tried to answer your emails, but there are just too many now and I’d never get my work done here on the job. I will however over the coming months be writing to each and every one who sent me good wishes and prayers.

Sandi writes: Your story also reminded me that it was a privilege to care for my Mother and Father. As they did so much for us. Through all our years together, some wonderful, some difficult, we always felt the love of family. We were so blessed, as it sounds like you are. pray that these days with your Dad are filled with the peace that passes human understanding. He knows you love him.....it's the greatest gift you can give him.

Matt writes: I know it is breaking his heart as much as it is breaking mine. I am not ready to lose my Father. He has taught me so well, and raised me to dedicate my life to those I love. I have recently found the woman that I plan on spending the rest of my life with. I would love to share my family with her, in the way that I know them.

Lucia writes: You are going through so much! I just want you to know, I’ll be praying for you tonight and hoping that you keep receiving the strength you need to do the wonderful job you’re doing. I hope your father and mother receive Christ’s Peace and live the rest of their lives happy..

Bonnie writes: Hang in there, there is light at the end of the tunnel, no matter how long or deep it seems till it goes uphill and widens again.

Nena writes: you are in my prayers that God gives you the strength to go thru what it is you are going through. Lean on your wife & children they can help and comfort you too. Hang in there and just take one day at a time!

Kathy writes: I lost my husband at the age of 43 to cancer. I watched him decline slowly for 4 years. He wasn't the kind of person that got sick alot and a little like your father never stayed home from work. He always gave 100% at his job….. My prayers are with you and your family and I still believe in miracles.

Marilyn writes: I went through the same thing myself with both of my parents at the same time back in 1993. It was terrible. I really hope I don't live long enough to put my children through that.

Tammy writes: I lost my Dad to lung cancer.My Dad the same as your's was a hard working man , working two job's to take care of his family. I will pray for you as many did for my Dad. You will get through this un imaginable horror with the strength your dad taught you. He will be proud.

Mindy writes: My mom had pancreatic cancer and never even had the chance to try treatment – we found out she was sick in April, 1996 and by May 18, 1996, she was gone. She withered away in no time at all. My father followed 3 years later, mostly from a broken heart.

John writes: you are not alone….. My dad whom I also called "Pops", was diganosed with Alzheimers around two years ago… He was the one person, the one man, whom I felt understood me, loved me, accepted me, and no matter what, never lied to me.

Fran writes: I’ve been there with both of my parents and my brother. You watch and listen and pray. You do your best to comfort them; nothing more and nothing less. I watched my mother during kidney dialysis, the hurt look in her eyes each time she had to go to that place. The strength that it took those hours hooked to that machine, telling her that she couldn’t eat this or that. She finally got tired and just gave up. I miss her, but she doesn’t have to suffer anymore, she’s at rest.

It’s me again. They say that bad news comes in bunches, and I just got word that my twin son’s Godmother died early today. My wife and I will be on our way to Chicago for the funeral. She’s my wife’s aunt and one of the sweetest people in the world. She too lost a battle with a lengthy illness, but she’s at peace now. I told Mom that I wouldn’t be there this Saturday, but she shouldn’t worry because my children are constantly at her and Pop’s side. I feel like I’m always with him anyway, and if the worst happens, then of course I’ll be there, but for now, I have to do the best that I can. Some days I feel like there’s not enough of me to go around.

Thanks for listening

Jim